After Being Reborn, Her Only Mission Is to Love Him

Chapter 310: Chapter 308: Do You Think Other Things Are More Important Than Me?

Lu Zhaozhao let out a resigned sigh.

Previously, Sinian had emotional disorders, so he relied solely on logic to handle most matters.

Zhaozhao knew that what he said was exactly what he intended to express.

Now, however, Sinian had gained a better understanding of emotions and even showed his feelings from time to time.

But sometimes, Zhaozhao found it harder to understand him.

To be exact, Sinian, now in touch with his emotions, had started to conceal them.

She still interacted with him in the straightforward way she had before, inadvertently causing misunderstandings between them.

Zhaozhao gently patted Sinian’s back and muttered unhappily, "Mr. Song, why have you been spending so little time with me recently? Is it really because you’re busy with work?"

After saying this, her small hands cradled his cheeks.

"..."

Sinian didn’t speak, but his silence said everything.

Zhaozhao tilted her head, pinched his cheeks, and asked, "So, do you think other things are more important than me?"

Sinian decisively shook his head without any hesitation.

This left Zhaozhao even more confused.

She squinted her eyes, sizing up Sinian, and carefully recalled what outrageous thing she might have done recently that made her beloved husband unwilling to be close to her.

She distinctly remembered how lively Sinian had been before.

Every day he saw her, he seemed eager to exhaust her.

Suddenly, Zhaozhao thought of something.

It seemed that Sinian had been distant since she left Doctor Tian’s place.

Could it be that Doctor Tian changed his medication, and so his body... emmm wasn’t performing well?

Zhaozhao’s gaze slowly moved downward, stopping at a particularly critical spot.

However, she quickly dismissed this thought.

They had been intimate in the last few days; was she not clear about his capability?

Thinking of this, Zhaozhao’s face instantly fell, "I can’t believe this, I really can’t believe it... Sinian, tell me, why don’t you want to be close to me anymore? Did someone say something to you?"

Sinian shook his head and seeing her distraught expression, a touch of doubt arose in his heart.

His lips formed a straight line, and finally, he slowly began, "You told me... if I had time, to get along well with others, I thought you... didn’t like me clinging to you."

He initially wanted to say "annoy," but after some thought, he changed his word.

"Uh..." Zhaozhao was stunned.

She had never expected that she was the culprit.

She carefully recalled the incident that day, "I, I didn’t mean that..."

As soon as Zhaozhao finished her sentence, Sinian’s head rested on her shoulder.

With his tall stature, embracing her like this almost enveloped her entirely in his arms.

Sinian didn’t know how Zhaozhao would explain, but from her recent denial and her attitude towards him, he might have misunderstood her meaning.

This was undeniably a form of pardon for him, let alone blaming Zhaozhao.

She didn’t dislike him or his closeness.

That was good.

Zhaozhao didn’t know what Sinian was thinking, but she felt it was essential to have a thorough talk with him about this matter.

Her small hands cradled Song Sinian’s cheeks, staring at him intently as she said, "Song Sinian, I let you interact with others because I’m worried that I’m the only one supporting you here."

Her hand glided down, resting on his chest.

"If something happened to me, I’m afraid you wouldn’t be able to endure, so I..."

Before Lu Zhaozhao could finish her sentence, Song Sinian immediately bowed his head and sealed her lips with his.

This thought was even more terrifying than Zhaozhao saying she would abandon him.

At least if Zhaozhao truly abandoned him, she would still be alive.

No, he couldn’t bear a world without her.

Song Sinian, as if possessed, wrapped his long arms tightly around Lu Zhaozhao’s waist, his lips inching slowly, painstakingly across hers, his emotions explosive with extreme anxiety.

Even the arms that imprisoned her were trembling.

The harder he tried to meld her into his chest, the softer she felt, like clouds at the edge of the sky. He felt that with just a bit more pressure, she would dissipate.

These emotions continuously provoked his nerves, making him feel as if the person in his arms was an illusion.

He desperately sought redemption, yet his deepening feelings made it all the more difficult to control himself.

His Zhaozhao, why couldn’t she be only his Zhaozhao?

Lu Zhaozhao was initially a bit nervous, especially because Song Sinian’s strength was extraordinarily great, and he seemed possessed.

She thought she was doomed, even prepared to be hurt by him.

But he was only aggressive for a moment, then unexpectedly became gentle.

One after another, the gentle touches seemed like he was pleading with her.

Lu Zhaozhao was stunned for a moment before she calmed down from her panic.

Her hand, originally stiff at her side, climbed up to his neck, the soft touch on the back of his neck inexplicably calming Song Sinian’s heart significantly.

Even the strength in his hand lessened. He gently turned his head, cautiously leaving marks on her pale neck.

Lu Zhaozhao shivered, her eyes meeting his deep, dark ones, the restrained redness at the corners making her heart pound forcefully, leaving her weak.

It took a great while for Lu Zhaozhao to struggle out of her immersion.

She gasped for air, taking a long time to utter a few words, "Husband, could you... could you listen to me first?"

Her eyes somewhat hazy, she gazed at Song Sinian’s handsome face, striving to gather her thoughts.

Song Sinian’s brows furrowed distinctly, his gaze landing on her slightly swollen lips, seemingly uninterested in listening.

Seeing his expression, Lu Zhaozhao couldn’t help but laugh.

She raised her hand to caress Song Sinian’s cheek, sighing helplessly, "I thought I was doing this for your sake, but it only made you anxious."

Doctor Tian might be right, but for Song Sinian, losing her was losing everything.

Even if Song Sinian could carry on, he would merely be a walking corpse.

It wasn’t that she saw herself so essential, but she remembered herself in the previous life, losing Song Sinian.

At that time, she didn’t know of Song Sinian’s feelings for her, yet she was already in despair.

Now, the emotions between her and Song Sinian had changed drastically compared to the previous life.

She couldn’t imagine surviving without Song Sinian.

Perhaps to others, she still had family and friendship.

She shouldn’t be so pessimistic, but she couldn’t help it.

Song Sinian’s emotions were even more intense and pure, so Lu Zhaozhao suddenly felt relieved.

Forget finding other pillars of support; loving him well was enough!